If I Never Sing Another Song
Echoes of Glory: A Reflection on Fame and Life
Lyrics
In my heyday
In the prime of my career
Young men wrote to me
Youthful admirers corresponded with me
Everybody seemed to have time to devote to me
Everyone had time to give attention to me
Everyone I saw all swore they knew me
People I encountered claimed familiarity with me
Once upon a song
Referring to a past era of success
Main attraction, couldn't buy a seat
High demand, yet couldn't secure a seat
The celebrity, celebrities were dying to meet
A highly regarded figure, sought after by other celebrities
I've had every accolade bestowed on me
Received numerous honors and praises
And so you see
Summing up the situation
If I never sing another song
If I stop singing
It wouldn't bother me
It wouldn't trouble me
I had my share of fame
I've experienced fame
You know my name
My identity is well-known
If I never sing another song
If I cease singing
Or take another bow
Or stop receiving applause
I would get by, but I'm not sure how
I would manage, though unsure how
Always posing, but you love it all
Despite constant posing, you enjoy it all
Though you have to learn to act like you're above it all
Learning to act superior
Everything I did the world applauded
Public approval for everything I did
Once upon a star
Referring to a past time of stardom
Framed citations, hung on every wall
Certificates displayed on walls
Got a scrapbook full of quotes, I can recall them all
A collection of memorable quotes
There were times I felt the world belonged to me
There were moments of feeling invincible
And so you see
Summing up the situation
If I never sing another song
If I stop singing
It wouldn't bother me
It wouldn't trouble me
I had my share of fame
I've experienced fame
You know my name
My identity is well-known
If I never sing another song
If I cease singing
Or take another bow
Or stop receiving applause
I would get by, but I'm not sure how
I would manage, though unsure how
But I'm not sure how
Uncertainty about how to manage
But I'm not sure how
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